"Mighty Iudex, please have mercy on me soul. The little ones were starving, I-i-they were going to dispose of the whole crate!"
Dogadu: Human, male, beggar, middle aged, no criminal record, index finger missing, disfigured, thirty four years old. unwashed clothes, six children (beggars), fungal infection on bare feet, dead wife.
"This fine specimen of human dreg was caught stealing from my fine dining establishment. His very unkempt existence had tarnished my reputation by miring my property with his filthy presence! The food crate contained undesirable cuts of Zetif darkwings. Perfectly edible for elves but they are known to poison lesser races like humans, their blood can not handle the acidic nature of this delicacy. Iudex, make an example of this vagrant. I wish not for his kin to loiter around my property." Vaeth Lofr: Ash Elf, Two hundred and seven years old, female, hosted a feast for Imperata Muvinus once, killed a pregnant woman (Tiefling) in self defense seventy years ago, no criminal record, Ashen cuisine, one of the seventy two survivors of the Stellavigi elven massacre, Burn marks on left arm.
Evidence: Conclusive, several eyewitnesses, well detailed reports from the guards.
Iudex Cards: None.
<span class="mu-s"> Cast ye judgement upon the guilty </span>
For hundreds of cycles, the galaxy has been in turmoil, the fall of an empire once thought eternal dooming trillions to a thousand different dooms. Threats once thought banished forever to the infinite darkness between the stars rising up to savage defenseless worlds or subjugate their populations into slavery under inhuman masters. Petty warlords carving out swathes of territory before setting it ablaze in brutal wars of conquest. The peace and stability of the Empire long forgotten, burned to ashes in a million different conflicts on the surface of a million different worlds.
Not you however. Through luck, chance or perhaps the intervention of forgotten gods, your people have survived the long darkness of the collapse and have emerged. Your glorious histories may have been forgotten in the millenia since the fall but the ink is ready to record your future deeds. Whether through luck, guile or martial excellence, your people will prosper and with luck, seize the mantle cast aside in the fall.
>You are...
>The Grand Regent of the Imperial Remnants. Your ancestors fought their way free of the chaos of the fall, you cannot allow the horror they endured to be for nothing.
>The Warlord of the Confederated Territories. Your people were left to die, alone and forgotten. You refused to die then, you refuse now. Death before servitude.
>The Eternal Empress of the Jade Shogunate. Your birthright is imperial nobility, the honor of your ancestors demands you reclaim your just due.
>The Admiral of the Black Fleet. (ALL DATA REDACTED) YOU HUNGER... YOU THIRST...
>Custom (feel free to get creative, Ill make it work)
Last time, the highly anticipated return of the Kingdom of Coziness is here. Its newer two residents are your queen (Lydie) and your maid (Kushi)! The comfy lands (Beth’s bed) are being enjoyed together under the stars (a tent in the backyard). You’re feasting together with cake and tea!
“As requested, esteemed Chef Ando.” Kushi hands over a big tray with all the items you asked for.
“Please, serve yourself some. There’s cake aplenty.” You’re a magnanimous king. Your goods are the Kingdom’s goods. “As I said, join us!”
“Very well.” Kushi doesn’t mind eating even more cake, better with you by her side. The entire group is on the bed now.
“Dear Maid, you implied there’s something that you want from my precious gem no matter what. Pray tell?” Lydie doesn’t forget any details.
“Look at how I’m dressed for five seconds, and take a guess. Even if I prefer if you don’t.” Maid Kushi is a little upset to explain as she covers herself with her arms. “You want to embarrass me even more, don’t you?”
“No, no, no! I want to learn more about you. Beauty is expressed in different ways, and I want to learn yours. You’ve been a revelation so far!” Lydie doesn’t mean anything bad by it.
“Only he can fulfill this role.” Kushi refuses to say more.
“Don’t underestimate me! I bring love, glory, and beauty wherever I go!” Lydie’s spirit can’t be dominated! “Limits are records for me to surpass!”
“Perhaps I overestimated your… intelligence.” Maid Kushi believes her attire isn’t enough of a telling sign anymore.
“Eat, my maidens. No need to chat when I’m about to come up with a new request.” You play again with your phantom beard.
There are no limits for you either… Tiny Kata (A Cake Fairy, don’t ask about it) says as much… Remember, you’re showing these girls’ qualities to Lydie!
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>You’re getting curious, is there something Lydie wouldn’t do? Ask to do something she thinks is inappropriate for you. Remember, she has a warped sense of the world, so she could do anything... >Ask Kushi what she wants you to provide, and do it if you can! >Let Kata lovingly take control of the situation and make an example out of these two! She’s gonna tease them lots. >Let the girls use Nina as the softest cuddlebug they can have! Add more comfy to the Comfy Kingdom. The teacher will love them back… >Have Sally pamper Lydie so much her brain can only think about wanting more. Have her become a maid who will help Kushi too! >Have Beth dominate Lydie and Kushi’s senses with love. She’ll make them follow all her orders… >Have Liu be the most cutesy girl around! Lovingly tease her together! >Write In.
You were just a regular peasant woman in a small village in the frontier. One night, you were snatched out of your bed, gagged and dragged into a cave. You thought some horrible monster was going to eat you, but instead a group of figures wearing black robes put you in the center of magic circle and chanted. You felt hypnotized and soon realized that they had done something to your mind. You woke up outside the village the next day and walked home. In your mind you knew that you gained the power to cast some dangerous dark magic! You can hear voices inside your head telling you to do things, horrible unspeakable deed...
>What is this? "The Mystery Dungeons 2e" is a text-based role-playing game created to expand on the setting created by the spinoff series, Pokémon Mystery Dungeon. This has no story relation to the first quest, and is its own new story. Players still isekai themselves into the world and become Pokémon, going on adventures with their newfound guild mates! SFW ONLY
>I'd like to participate! This current arc is coming to a close. When that happens (and you’ll know when), we may have a spot for another foreigner to join the world of Pokémon…or even for a native to enter the stage and become Something More. Until Then…there are other ways to participate, about which you can learn and do here: https://matrix.to/#/#the-mystery-dungeons-2nd-edition:matrix.org
>Okay, now what? After you've read up and familiarized yourself with the rules and setting, be sure to hop into the Element: https://matrix.to/#/#the-mystery-dungeons-2nd-edition:matrix.org. Everything that doesn't involve Main Quests occurs here and is helpful for coordination.
You can't quite remember how it happened, you remember screaming and the crunching noise of metal on metal. You remember feeling pain and scared for only a split second. The glitter of crushed glass beneath your collapsing body. And then... Then what?
<span class="mu-i">Then nothing.</span>
You die and then you wake up.
Cold silk. The soft drip of rain drops against large windows. The muffled, chaotic heartbeat of a grand estate in full movement, like a buzzing hive. People laughing all around you, you're surrounded by a crowd of men and women dressed in elegant clothes; talking to you, smiling to you, vying for your attention.
You flinch, and everything is wrong: the portrait on the wall, the candlelight, your dress... You know these details. You've seen them before... not in life, but in fiction.
So shocked, in fact, that you've dropped the glass of wine you'd been holding mere seconds before, and it breaks on impact, splashing the wide, long skirt of your dress with red like a blood stain. Everyone's attention is on you. And a handsome man with dark hair and dressed in an old-fashioned military uniform approaches, handkerchief in hand.
He talks, but your head's roaring, and can't really focus on what he says. You're panicking, you need to get out.
He tries to get you to stay still, and you pull away, choking, suffocating. You need to get out. You need to escape. Panic's got it's ice-cold grip around your throat, around your heart and you manage to pull away, but whoever this man is he seems to understand what's happening and instead of forcing you to stay he herds you out into a balcony overseeing a beautiful rose garden that surrounds the manor you're in.
There's no denying it anymore. You're in <span class="mu-s">Crimson Grace of the Rose Bride</span> a game you played back in... Back in the <span class="mu-i">before</span>.
Last time, you took the cows to the farm, also you got a bag. Not very eventful, but the tides changed once you found a mysterious letter that pledged it would grant you any wish. To test these supernatural abilities, you asked for the keys to the School’s swimming pool, which were granted. At the pool, you ask for your second wish…
You want your lovely teacher Nina to return physically to her teenage years for week!
For no apparent reason, your newly acquired bag is freaking out! Is this some kind of signal towards your wish being granted?!
…
A couple of bags of Snackos fall next to your feet. They have a note on top. The penmanship is identical to the one on the original letter. You skim over it. The all-powerful Mysterious Wish-Granting Force is asking for a few minutes, and it’s giving you something to eat in the meantime. How thoughtful! You’re at lunchtime after all!
…
You don’t need two of these, so you insert one of the Snackos inside the bag. Tantrum is done, Bagna is pleased.
…
You take your shoes off and flap your feet in the Swimming pool to pass the time. Eventually, someone knocks on the door…
“Uhm, ehm, M-Mister Ando, it’s me… Miss Uccelli! C-C-Can I come in?” An easy-on-the-ears girly voice asks from the other side. It certainly matches your teacher’s cadence.
But something is off…
Maybe it’s the Rejuvenating Beam’s effect!
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>“You’re not going to get mad at me for being at the pool, right?” Make sure you’re not in trouble. >“Before I open, do you feel younger? Specifically in your late teenage years?” You need to make sure this Wishing Star is legit. >Open the door and let Ms. Uccelli in! It’s been a while since you referred to her like this! >“We’re on a first-name basis. Why are you calling me Mr. Ando?” Be a tiny bit skeptical. >Write In.
